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Fashion Conman

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1.
Headstones 02:36
(La la la la) The departure gate is calling my name (la la la la) ‘cause I keep writing off my pain (la la la la) I just want to be alone (la la la la) to make sense of my headstones (la la la la) I tell these bodies to go home (la la la la) but I’m the only place they know (la la la la) If I don’t figure this shit out then they’ll burn down my house R-U-N, R-U-N Cause I wanna, I wanna run away / Cause I wanna, I wanna run away (x6) Cause I wanna, I wanna run away / Cause I wanna, I wanna (la la la la)
2.
In my dreams / voices keep talking at me In my dreams / voices keep talking at me In my dreams / voices keep talking at me / telling me how to break In my dreams / voices keep talking at me / telling me what to take In my dreams / voices keep talking at me / telling me I’m a fake In my dreams / voices keep talking at me / telling me not to wake You can never run from all the voices in the night Bloody noses scraped knees and handkerchiefs held tight I can’t stand all the noise but I need it all the same This is the stuff of nightmares and I’m haunted by your name You wrap me in your words so I’m a baby in your arms I wanna hear a lullaby / I only hear alarms It’s just a dream I tell myself “just wait for the light” but it’s never just a dream when you give in to the night And they tell me that it’s fine and they tell me not to worry One of them held out a hand and brought me to my knees on the bloody sand So I’ll feed myself to all the swine and I’ll tell them they don’t have to hurry Finally, among my kind keep me safe and chew me slowly In my dreams voices keep talking to me (in my dreams voices keep talking to me) In my dreams voices keep talking to me (in my dreams voices keep talking to me) In my dreams voices keep talking to me (in my dreams voices keep talking to me) In my dreams voices keep talking to me (in my dreams voices keep talking to me) In my dreams voices keep talking at me telling me not to wake
3.
I had a dream where I scream “I don’t wanna see another man in my life” What do you think that means I had a dream where I scream “I don’t wanna see another man in my life” What do you think that means I want, I want, I want I think you got it Masturbation, loneliness, cheating, love, and shame You take the title / I take the blame Provoke me to shout then call me insane If speaking out sends me to hell then I’ll catch you in the flames I want, I want, I want, I think he got it She’s a liar, an opportunist She wants attention, why don’t you prove it Generation, generation, generation sick Generation, generation, generation give me it Generation sick, don’t you want it Come and get it quick just don’t flaunt it (generation, generation, generation sick) Generation sick, don’t you want it (generation, generation) Come and get it quick Generation give me it I had a dream Where I scream
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You’re a failure if you breathe or take your finger from the pulse In the city of sex and debt what is real is what is false Visions of personal success and shallow conversations Your name as your currency Your love as decoration I see you as you are (because I want to) They see you as you want (because they need to) I see you as you are (because I want to) I see you as you are (because I want to) They see you as you want (because they need to) We are just holograms on stage And when you look around (you might lose your way) Isn't it funny how (painting a new face) We’re all the same In love and falling down (I'm gonna float away) Got one foot on the ground (one foot on the ground) The other in the grave I see you as you are (because I want to) They see you as you want (because they need to) I see you as you are (because I want to) I see you as you are (because I want to) They see you as you want (because they need to) We are just holograms on stage In the city of sex and debt your name as your currency In the city of sex and debt your love as your decoration In the city of sex and debt your name as your currency In the city of sex and debt your love as your decoration I see you watching, I see you watching your friends I see you watching, I see you watching your friends I see you watching, I see you watching your friends I see you watching, I see you watching your friends Currency, decoration, currency, decoration (Currency, decoration, currency, decoration) In the city of sex and debt your name as your currency (Currency, decoration, currency, decoration) In the city of sex and debt your love as your stage

about

Girl Friday think of themselves as an explicitly feminist project, though not in the didactic way one might expect from that appellation. The L.A-based quartet, founded by bassist Libby Hsieh and guitarist Vera Ellen after they met at a UCLA house party a couple of years back, operates collectively, each member taking turns at the microphone and equal parts in songwriting; they’re all big personalities and big presences, but they find balance—and complement—in one another. There had been iterations of the band before, but none had truly clicked until drummer Virginia Pettis and guitarist Sierra Scott joined. This is the iteration of the band found on Girl Friday’s new EP, Fashion Conman; in four nimble tracks, these young women are able to fuse mod-pop a la the early Bangles with ‘90s alt-rock (“we all love Hole,” they say with enthusiasm), the urgency and tension of minimalist ‘70s post-punk, and contemporary observations, without sounding like pastiche. They’re uninterested in genre designations, and hope nobody’s ever able to pinpoint them in a word.

The feminist collective, of course, is a storied radical tradition, tied closely to the practice of consciousness-raising, in which collective members shared stories of their own lives in order to find commonality, learn one another’s perspectives, analyze systems of oppression, and find imaginative and active solutions. On Fashion Conman, Girl Friday are coming of age, trying to find their footing in a world in which image is clearly prized over substance. None of them are L.A. natives—they take aim at the noted sinister shallowness of entertainment industry interactions in that city on “Decoration/Currency,” which swings easily from sweetly melodic verse to distorted, fist-raising chorus. “Headstones” and “Lullaby No. 13” point not just to a nightmarish present but to the possibility of escape, of finding safety with one another. “Generation Sick” is a pointed indictment of abusive men and all those who protect them. (These songs are also, it should be noted, wickedly catchy).

Girl Friday are a band out of time—sensitive, perceptive, careful songwriters who feel displaced in this moment, but find comfort and resilience in their friendships with one another and the music they make together. On Fashion Conman, they’ve got plenty of truths to speak, if you’re ready to listen.

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released June 28, 2019

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